The quick and dirty: the food was lovely with modest to generous portions depending on the dish and laced with pleasing flavor profiles with the cobia entree stealing the show. The service was awkward and while not rude, certainly not welcoming. I would go back for more of the fabulous fish though! (4 stars for the food, if I cared about service it would get 3 but I'm a foodie first, snob second.)
The full story: My boyfriend and I visited Hamilton's Kitchen for the first time on Friday, 09/20/13. The entrance to the restaurant walks the patron though the Alfond Inn lobby and courtyard area which are a mix of modern and classic; very welcoming and fresh.
We arrived a few minutes early for our 8:15pm reservation and were told we had to wait, which is 100% fine, since we were the early (hungry) birdies. We explored the lobby and garden/courtyard, were offered drinks by a sweet hostess but weren't seated until nearly 8:30pm because the place was bumping! Several large parties got seated right before us but thankfully a food runner dropped off water as soon as we were seated (fine dining or no, I drink water like a dying man in a desert!).
The dining room is large, lovely and dimly lit, with an open kitchen that is enjoyable to watch. It is quite loud inside however, so if you are interested in an intimate location ask to be seated on the patio, it's quieter, calm and just as lovely.
Our server was frazzled and was noticeably cool once he realized that not only were we not ordering drinks, we also were using the Magical Dining fixed price menu. I used to be a server, I understand the stereotyping, but still.....he quickly took our orders mumbling something about wanting to get us in the kitchen before the large party, which I really appreciated....but then he said something to the affect of "still giving us the full Hamilton's experience"....what? Like I'm a second class diner because I'm taking advantage of Magical Dining? Weird. I'm tired of writing about the server, he had odd comments all night and wasn't very attentive...but honestly I don't care about service (I just wanted to share so my fellow frugal foodies can gird their loins before making reservations)
So, let's talk about food: We both ordered the shrimp and grits as our starter. It is a generous portion with 5 large shrimp in a tomato and onion broth, over classic grits and topped with spinach. Very comforting and I liked how the spinach gave a touch of brightness, to cut the natural salty nature of shrimp and grits.
For our entrees I had the pork belly with steamed clams, roasted potatoes and bitter greens. While the first bite didn't make me fall head over heels in love, I really ended up enjoying this dish (to be honest, I've had life changing pork belly and I'm kinda, sorta always chasing that meal again...sorry Hamilton, I was a biased patron on this one!). What ended up making me happily devour this dish down to the last drop of salty, piggy broth (yes, I just used piggy as an adjective....Ruth Reichl would be so proud! ha) was the balance of the umami belly with the bright pop of the kale greens. This southern gal honestly just wants to go back and have a huge bowl of just the kale and broth with a side of bread for dipping. Yes, the potatoes and clams were a nice addition, but had no lasting effect on my impression of the meal as I write this just two days later.
The cobia cooked in a cast iron skillet (so says the menu, they didn't serve it in a skillet, thank god. I'm a good southern gal, as I said above, but I prefer my food to come out on a plate, not a kitschy mini skillet) with seasonal veggies over polenta that my bf ordered gave me a touch of order envy. Thankfully he's good at sharing because every bite I had of the delicious white fish made me want to beg for another. The rather generous fillet was perfectly cooked with a light salt crust and was silky, perfectly moist on the inside. Melt in your mouth heaven, in fact. The vegetable selection was interesting with thin, flash sauteed beets and sweet potato (which was pretty much raw...fun but not my favorite accompaniment) and quartered chayote squash, I think. I didn't personally taste the polenta, but Alex' plate was clean down to the china, so I think it was good!
Maybe it was because we were still in awe of the fish, but neither my bourbon caramel sundae or Alex's pecan pie are anything to write home about, so I won't. (if you are dying in suspense, just lots of whipped cream and over sweetness on both plates).
One final food detail: When we finally received our bread service (after the starters had arrived, fyi) the rolls were glorified Hawaiian King's Rolls and the famed bacon butter was underwhelming. Aka, don't get too excited...cause I was, but now I'm not.
So, would I go back? Totally. For the fish. Always for the fish. And maybe a bowl kale. Thanks for a fun night out Hamilton's...I wish you well as you spread your restaurant wings. read more